St. Patrick’s Day In the local pub I met my love Drinking a pint of brew He swept me off my feet We fell in love before we knew Romance so sweet
However I had a major problem an issue I cried through a box of tissue He had a tattoo of his ex-wife name It night have been the end game
Big bold letters on his upper arm His handsome facade lost its charm Trish, my wish I wanted it removed But what would that prove
Outwitting an unwilling participant While His new lady love enchants Tattoo a final decision to make It could be the end of a beautiful romance
Winning will not be a piece of cake We are both opinionated headstrong An argument lasting all life long A miracle it will take don’t forsake
The humiliation was my curse and cause Except the past else relationship pause We needed to find an amicable solution To cease irreconcilable harm He was impervious to my suggestions We were at odds, on opposite sides A revolution An amicable resolution
My darling man of reason Wanted to clear the air Avoided committing treason He wanted to be fair
In hindsight it might be a different ride Some tattoos are hard to hide he wondered how he would feel If his wife had another man’s name for real
On her *** now that’s a show of style and class The ex-wife carries His name without shame still on her **** cheeks large letters, nice and neat He smirked at the visual and size
He wonders as he slumbers What her new boyfriend Would think deduce White flag he issues calls for a truce
I hold my temper, but stood my ground I smiled spoke in a soft sweet voice Miraculous patience I found Leaving him little to no choice
Well, dear my name is not Trish Resolution is, my only wish
The day was done a clever girl Won Sublime heart and mind Contentment for all of time I would find
Was it such a large price to pay? What would you do or say? to resolve the situation in amicable way?
If He added a line under the letter T in Trish He can represent Irish 40 years of marital bliss Came down to this a simple line in the proverbial sand ain’t love grand
my darling lad drinks a pint of brew to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day to pass the time away of the change of his tattoo The luck of the Irish now he knew
Happy wife happy life A tattoo is forever think twice Your decision might cause strife Any name is simply a roll of the dice
Now, my Irish pappy isn’t really Irish but remains happy Resolution on his arm sleeve a lesson learned a tale to believe
Inspired song Danny boy (YouTube) By the Celtic Women